"How is it that a blind man like you is just fine? But my son is always in messes like this?" Anna Nelson
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"How is it that a blind man like you is just fine? But my son is always in messes like this?" Anna Nelson
Best of Daredevil: Cutting Edge
quotes taken from the Marvel novel, Daredevil: The Cutting Edge (1999) by Madeleine E. Robins // adjust pronouns and lines as needed.
Can I bring you a cup of coffee? I'm already on number seven or eight… I forget which.
Wouldn't you like a chance to go, I don't know, live on a beach somewhere, drinking rum punch or something?
I'd rather go to hell, I love this. This is what I do.
Don't look at me that way; I'm not the one who drank a dozen cups of coffee a day and never got any exercise.
Not bad for a skinny blind kid from Hell's Kitchen.
Not as flashy as Spider-Man, maybe, but not too shabby.
What is this guy, a zombie?
You moron, he's not the perp!
Okay, Mr. Off-the-Rack, what else did you leave behind?
It's okay, you've been very brave.
It was a kind lie, kindly meant.
Don't ever let me lose you.
Pleading "blind man walked into the door" again, your honor.
Yaaaay for the good guy!
So, he was the wall you ran into?
Triumph and hell, all at once. I wish you could have seen it.
How about dinner tonight? In a real restaurant. Like grownups.
Off to Rykers. Another day in Fun City.
Have fun storming the castle!
Maybe I should get Seeing Eye cat?
Well, of the two, I guess the brain's more important.
Doesn't it seem a little too tidy? The pink ribbons and all?
A problem? My dear, I trust you implicitly.
Who put this guy in a position where he can talk to the public?
Not me, I'm naturally suspicious.
Tooth extraction would be more fun than what I'm writing.
I can't smell anything, my food tastes funny…
I'm wasting away to a shadow of my former self.
Two-bit mouthpieces! He actually said that? Who writes his dialouge?
Why not just wave a big, huge red flag that says something suspicious here?
I will be the soul of discretion.
Try not to break any of your well-informed friends too badly loking for information, okay?
Right, everytime you come in to chat, I wind up doing renovations. New plate glass, new tables, new ribcage…
Are you just a discipline problem in the making, or do you have something useful to contribute?
Anyone got anything they want to share with the class?
Naughty, naughty.
No breakage, this time. They're learning.
A little judicious flattery can work wonders.
You're all flipping wild cards. That's part of your charm.
I don't like lawyers!
Call any hour of the day or night.
Don't throw the card away, I'll know.
Okay, hero, play brave, competent, [disabled] person.
Oh, I already do, but make me love him more.
He sounds like the kind of guy who pulled the wings off butterflies and tortured puppy dogs.
Basically, your overprivileged sociopath.
I wasn't always the polished gem you see now.
He has the business ethics of a piranha.
Judiciously applied, the business ethics of a piranha can be very useful.
Make it good, boyo.
If you like it hot, but I gotta say, man, you oughtta use a little caution.
I'm touched by your concern, but I promise you I'm well armed.
Well, the only thing to do with a bully and a coward is face him straight on!
Now it's time for bed, close your weary eyes and dream of me.
You're a darling, but I'm too tired to argue about it.
This is where I'm going to die.
You have great bone structure.
Well, look. The neighborhood avenger. Come on, you wanna play?
Spread the word, sweetheart.
I couldn't... fight him...
You stayed alive, you did the right thing.
Bullies... never give in to... bullies.
You did good, remember that.
Oh my, really bad night.
I don't deserve you.
You roll in here looking like someone shot your dog, so I figure I can be self-absorbed and ill-tempered some other morning.
Listen, sweetheart, whatever you did, it's not your fault.
If anyone's to blame, it' me.
I find I'm old-fashioned enough to prefer talking to a live human being.
Lies. All lies.
I don't think they're ever leaving. I think they like it here.
It's air conditioned, the coffee's free, they get to point and laugh at the poor people trying to work.
Nothing more than crushing piles of work. The usual. What's up?
You'll have to make this the "For Dummies" version.
Heartbreaking. You expect setbacks, but we were so close!
I mean, it worked ⸺ it just had this damned baggage with it.
Well, I'm over it. Grieved, moved on.
So you think because she's a babe that she's capable of planning murder?
Ow! Be careful! You don't know your own strength!
If I were afraid of you, would I be sitting here?
Thank you so much, I really look forard to proving I'm not the monster I'm sure I seemed the other day.
Reduces me to a screaming hormonal pulp?
Don't you think you ought to relax a little?
You really don't like being challenged at all, do you?
I have to do something, and this is what I can do.
My point is, I love you, and I don't want to have to bring you flowers at St. Clare's.
Be careful. That shiner is just beginning to fade; you don't need another, and I do need you. Okay?
Once again, it's all the fault of the guy in the tights, jeez.
It's as tired as I am.
Okay, genius, what now?
What are you gonna do, kill me?
Come on, I'm doing the best I can.
Stay alive, [name]. I'm here.
What are you, Iron Man?
Look, I'm going to close my eyes and rest for a while, don't let anything exciting happen while I'm out, okay?
Are you sure you're supposed to be scolding me in your weakened condition?
I was just trying to distract you from telling me you were right about it.
I hadn't planned on scolding you about that until you were strong enough to fight back.
You say the absolutely perfect thing sometimes. You really do.
I never know whether you're as clumsy as you seem, or just playing a very, very crafty part. Well, you're not dead yet.
That the way you treat all your dates?
Cosmic irony: man with no sympathy has a heart that beats sympathetically.
Hey... I'm one of the good guys, right?
Look at me. I look like... the Hulk's baby sister. And it's going to get worse.
I'm not stupid. I played a risky game and I lost. I lost it big and I'm going to wind up a monster.
Tell me about the colors.
Tell me what you hear.
Anyone here ever ask you what the most beautiful word in the English language is, you can tell'em: home.
Hey you, having a good time?
With you? Always.
We could rent a movie, then curl up on the couch together and ignore it.
That sounds good. We could even forget the movie.
Even better, I love you a lot.
That is what keeps me going.
FISK: Miss Page, I must admit, I'm surprised you're here. I'm sure all of this (comfort and freedom) is offensive to you.
KAREN: Yes, it's offensive.
FISK: You came for words at least.
KAREN: Yeah, let's have some words.
FISK: You're not writing an article about my mother.
KAREN: I'm not? I could.
FISK: To what end, Miss Page? My distress?
KAREN: Hmm. Doesn't actually sound that bad now that you say it.
FISK: You worked for Ben Urich. I believe he mentored you.
KAREN: Yes, before he was murdered.
FISK: A final lesson. One you seem not to have understood.
KAREN: (notes the cameras) Is that a threat?
FISK: An observation.
KAREN: You're right, I'm not going to talk about your mother. I would rather talk about what she told Ben. Really — rather what she told us. I don't think you know that I was with him. She remembered a lot about your childhood, embarrassing things. We would never print those, we just pass them around the office.
FISK: How is it around your office? I heard about your misfortune (with "Daredevil").
KAREN: Before it even happened, I'm sure. No, the story we will print is her very detailed description of your father and how you murdered him. Is there any part of you that isn't broken, I wonder?
FISK: (notes the cameras) You asked me why I let you in. The reason is, Miss Page, I have a few questions of my own. You are a respected journalist, but at one time you were merely a secretary—
KAREN: Office manager—
FISK: At a law firm to Matt Murdock, yes? Intimately involved in his affairs.
KAREN: Business affairs—
FISK: Of course. Tell me at what point did you learn about Mr. Murdock's secret Life? (Internalizes her silence as confirmation) Yeah. Thank you, Miss Page.
KAREN: Okay, you want secrets? I can tell you a secret, Wilson. Is it okay I call you that? I feel like we know each other well enough.
FISK: As you wish, Karen.
KAREN: James Wesley. What was it like for you when he disappeared? It's those first 24 hours that are the worst, aren't they? When you call and you call...and there's just no answer. It becomes an obsession. The never-ending loop of a ghost's voicemail in your ear. You worry, you wonder, you swear "if he's still living I'm going to kill him myself."
FISK: (clenches his jaw in deafening silence as his cheek twitches in betrayal, no longer a rabbit in a snowstorm)...
KAREN: Is that what it was like for you? Did you rage at him 'cause you thought he betrayed you? Because I wonder what would be worse for you: his duplicity, or his death?
FISK: (inhales sharply)
KAREN: He died quickly. If you were wondering...You see Wilson, Matt Murdock isn't the person you should be worried about. I killed Wesley. I shot him seven times...because the clip ran out. He deserved more.
i cannot run from my family (they’re hiding inside me)
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[image id: a traditional pen and ink comic strip of dave and bro strider from the waist up. they are separated by a thick zig-zag down the middle of the page. two pannels show a close up of dave’s eyes and his sword.
bro: “I needed a SOLDIER. You wanted a FATHER.”
dave: “Well, I guess we’re both disappointed then.”
end id.]
Foggy: "I can't go to L and Z alone. They're gonna shark attack me, Matt. Look at me, I'm delicious."
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and i never understood what he felt.
quote : daredevil 1.1
Foggy Nelson: Nobody is above the law. The only thing powerful enough to take down scumbags like him is the law.